Hoppy Easter

It is so hard and tragic for me to be doing Easter all by myself this year.  Röbby thought he might take the children to his mother’s for the holiday, but I couldn’t bear to be without my lil’ angles on such an important day!

Hummus’s cute little preschool had a special event on Saturday morning where the children of the church members participated in a prayer vigil and the worldly children met the Easter bunny.  Such fun for everyone!

3:26:16 Easter bunny

Hummus is so reserved and he wasn’t crazy about the Easter Bunny!  He might have preferred the prayer vigil.  LOL.

This morning we all got dressed up and got ready for church, but there wasn’t a convenient service.

3:26:16 easter duds

We looked amazing.

We spent the day driving around looking for a good church.  A lot of the congregations looked kind of lower class.  The kids all got hungry and started crying and obviously I couldn’t be expected to make an entire dinner on my own.  I dropped them off at Grandmama’s late afternoon.  I hope she enjoyed them!

16 thoughts on “Hoppy Easter

    1. Cindy McCain

      Heavens, what a personal question! My faith is very private, but of course we’re Christian like all real Americans. We regularly attend a tiny little church of about 7,000 members, Baptist of course because we want to be on the great funicular up to heaven when the time comes! Not down here with the rest of you drunks/dancers/sodomites/electronic media pirates. I will pray for all of you.

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  1. NotaCatLa

    I’m a little shocked you don’t have a country club where you could go for brunch. Or at least a friend with a membership. That’s the place to show off those outfits. Make Bob get a membership for you so that this never happens again on any major holiday.

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    1. mythreeangles Post author

      Honestly, I prefer a nice Michelin star restaurant. The ladies at the club are so basic. Not my scene at all.
      But who wants to waste good money on restaurants for children? They would ask for ketchup or refuse to eat the sea urchin or somehow otherwise manage to humiliate me. No thanks.

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      1. Cindy McCain

        You’re so right, my dear, and country club food is just terrible. And you just can’t take kids anywhere until they are at least 18. They always complain and make messes and have weird opinions on things.

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      2. jumped the sheep

        That is the exactly correct attitude to have! Besides, no one wants to go to a nice restaurant only to have little kids be loud and obnoxious. I mean, your angles would be very well behaved, of course, but the uglier, fatter children would see them and get jealous and probably cry and pee or whatever kids do. They should just be left at home or with grandmama.

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  2. grammarian

    sounds like this could all help make you more relatable to people not as thin or as rich as you are. if you write some posts about how maybe your marriage isn’t everything you hoped it would be but then you bought some things and now you feel better, and post some sponsored photos of your kids in sponsored clothes, you will really connect with people.

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  3. 12thFetus4Jesus

    I like your blue shirt. It reminds me a little bit of Alice’s uniform from the Brady Bunch. That would be a cool idea- you could find a man with three littles that match the ages of your littles and get married and make a show.

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  4. grammarian

    you haven’t posted many fitness photos since your terrible accident. are you back in shape yet? concerned that maybe your thigh gap isn’t where you want it to be, but don’t feel bad about that, you were injured. you will be back to being the skinniest in barre class in no time, i’m sure.

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